What do you get when you cross two of Australia’s most famous pop stars? A picture and a hashtag!
A few weeks ago I posted a few pics of me and my friend from Melbourne’s CBD.
I asked her to join us.
We were both pretty nervous, not sure if she would want to go.
We also had no idea what we were getting into.
After a few hours, she told us she’d take us to her favourite club, the Bikini Bar.
The place was just down the road from us, but she didn’t say where it was.
She was very shy about showing us around and even told us not to take selfies or flash any pictures on our phones.
When I asked what she did for a living, she replied: ‘My boyfriend’.
It was obvious she was nervous, but I didn’t want to ask her for her full name, so I asked the staff if she wanted to use the first name.
The bar was very relaxed and very welcoming, and it was a great opportunity to meet other like-minded women.
I knew from her description that she was into modelling and was in love with her girlfriend.
We met up with the other girls there and had a blast.
The only problem was, I’d already taken a selfie of myself.
This was one of the first times I’d ever felt embarrassed in front of a camera.
I’ve always been very aware of my body, but this time it wasn’t an issue.
The bar staff were very nice and we all took a selfie.
Then we went to the lounge, where we all waited for the DJ to start playing his favourite track, the new one by Australian band The Cure.
It was a really cool moment, I thought.
I thought, “Wow, I’ve got to wear some makeup”, so I had some on and then we went outside for a drink and then I went to my room.
I’m like, “OK, I’m ready for this next stage”.
My boyfriend, who I’d met on Facebook a few weeks earlier, told me I should wear a top, so he took me to the bathroom and started rubbing my tits, which I didn’ know how to handle.
It’s not just the tops that make me nervous, the people around me also seem to be getting a bit nervous.
I didn´t want to talk about it, so instead I told him about the club.
I’m like “Ok, I’ll go in the dressing room”.
He said, “Go in the bar”.
I was a little nervous, thinking it might be a bit too intimate, but the guys at the bar were very supportive.
I told them about my boyfriend and they were so welcoming.
They also gave me some free drinks and told me they’d help me if I wanted them to.
My first time at the club was definitely not a happy experience.
I don’t think I’d want to spend the rest of my life at a bar like that.
A few days later, I was at the dance floor with some friends when one of my friends asked me to go to a bar to meet some other people.
I said “OK” and went.
That night I realised I was just doing the best I could, which was probably a bit of a bad sign.
The people at the clubs are not exactly friendly.
On my second night, I went with two friends, two guys, to a club that I didn,t know existed.
In the back, we could see a large crowd of people sitting around, chatting, drinking, chatting.
After about an hour, I saw another girl on my right, who was also wearing a top.
She said, ‘I’m going to be naked here’, and went back to her seat.
She was obviously nervous, so we were all like, ‘OK, let’s do this’.
I told her to sit next to me and she did, and we danced for about 10 minutes, talking and laughing.
It felt really good.
At some point I started to feel uncomfortable and I was getting really nervous.
The next time we were there, I tried to ask a girl who was at another club, and she told me, “Oh, she’s a model”.
I started to think that maybe she was trying to get in the picture, so she just sat next to my friend and kept dancing.
Everyone was really friendly and welcoming, which is the main thing.
As a photographer, it’s really important to have a strong body image.
I think my body is beautiful and I want to be seen as that.
But I also think it’s important to remember that I’m just human, and the people I see, especially those who have a similar body type, are just people I know.
For me, the most important thing is that I feel comfortable with myself.
So I just try to look and be myself.